Lyrics:
The Innocent Age

Oh how I hate the leader's voice A prisoner like me Quick looks through the window show me Gas towers in the dawn They seem to hang about the prison wall

Oh how I hate the leader's voice A prisoner like me Quick looks through the window show me Gas towers in the dawn They seem to hang about the prison wall

's false innocence I cannot, I will not The age of false innocence I cannot, I will not Deny it's false innocence I cannot, I will not The age of false

We dismiss the back roads To ride these streets unafraid Resigned to scraping paint From our bones unashamed No more the eye upon you No more the simple

page and one pen One prayer, tell God, forgive for one sin Matter fact maybe more than one, look back At all the hatred against me, **** alla them Jesus died at age

you know, just trying to survive in the world 'Bout to have a little boy or baby girl, who knows? Anyway, just when you start getting' that little age

The fear in my heart As my palms sweat I'm helpless! Got to run out of here He pulls a gun without a reason And I'm a victim of innocent age I see his

Stay back at least 150 inches You brew tea? an I know you know I can sense it With the nostrils innocently mixed with 6 hostile stenches Henceforth the

you grow From the hustlaz up at Harlem to the shot callers in O' And though, Congress, don't want us to progress our step My homie buried at an early age